Page 35 of Kidnapped By her Highland Enemy
His kiss grew from seductive to ferocious passion and Maisie closed her eyes and melted into his touch. She could have happily kissed him forever and her nipple jutted against his palm. He trailed kisses along her neck until his lips arrived at her heaving cleavage and suckled. A long, slow moan that vibrated from her throat had Lucas’s slipping his hand under her knees and pulling them up.
His fingers carded through a patch of curls, inching closer to her opening. Maisie grabbed at his arms and her breath caught with a sharp gasp as his finger traced over her.
“Calm ye.” He splayed his hand and encouraged her thighs to part. “Tis all right. Let me touch ye.”
“Lucas?”
He caressed her tiny button with feathery touches before he slipped his finger inside her warm center. Instantly, she clenched around him, and he hissed in pleasure while quick gasps left her parted lips.
Tiny cries erupted from the back of her throat as pleasure coursed through her like a surging wave, doubling back through her burning limbs to meet again in the pit of her bell.
Maisie’s hips lifted as he added another finger and dipped his head to suckle her breast, nipping the tight bud with his teeth—eking another passioned cry from her.
He fingered her faster, applying the lightest friction to the spot that would send her mad. Maisie’s eyes flew open and a cry caught in her throat, just as he stopped and gently pulled away from inside her but kept his fingertips playing over her heated flesh.
“I cannae resist you.” He covered her mouth with a kiss that left both burning.
Maisie sucked in a ragged breath. “My body aches.”
He kissed her again, “So does mine, lass, but daenae worry, I’ll assuage that hurt soon.”
Maisie whimpered, arching her hips away from the incessant pressure of his fingers. Lucas seemed to understand instantly, and his warm, magical hand left her. Enthralled, scandalized, and thoroughly aching, Maisie watched as Lucas palmed himself with slick fingers and spread what little moisture he could over his thick shaft.
The heat in his eyes threatened to consume her as he positioned the hot blunt head of his manhood at her moistening the tip as he settled his bulk atop her, and gently nudged forward, he breached the opening of her body. At the first, it felt uncomfortable.
Lucas hissed and leaned in, his head falling creating a silken curtain around his face with his fair hair. As he took her body, the bulk of him had her body aching. What if he were too big to fit?
Maisie winced and caught her lip between her teeth as she watched a fine sheen of sweat break out on his brow. Lucas trembled with visible effort yet he stroked her hair and whispered tender, calming words while he surged forward.
Grabbing his unyielding shoulder with both hands, Maisie arched against him, sinking her fingers into his skin. She felt full, so unbearably, but perfectly full. Lucas leaned down and kissed her, massaging her lips with his, ran his tongue along the seam much—it seemed almost apologetic than lustful. The slow laps of his tongue were slowly soothing her until she grew pliant under him, loosening her rigid muscles.
Maisie opened herself to him grant him entrance, and then—with a powerful surge of his hips, he buried himself to the hilt, entering her with his tongue simultaneously. A swift tearing sensation eclipsed all the bliss she had felt and a tear pricked at her.
Lucas pulled away to let her breath and he kissed just under her lips. “I’m sorry, I ken it hurts, but it will fade.”
Me maidenhead—he’s talking about me maidenhead.
Feeling him seated inside he, Maisie felt as though his manhood would rip her asunder. But Lucas found her lips again and kissedher, kissed her to the point that the lingering pains in her body had long ebbed away.
With h his mouth still pressed against hers, a deep, moan left him as he began to move. It vibrated pleasantly against her lips as he slid out slowly, and impaled her again. The world halted to a standstill as exquisite, unfathomable pleasure pierced through her body filling her chest with burning bliss.
Only for brief moments did Lucas stop kissing her, but when he pulled away from her sensitive neck or her plump, pebbled breasts, his mouth was on hers, devouring her relentlessly as he introduced her to the carnal nature of being with a man.
Tendrils of thrilling, all-encompassing heat surged up into her womb, shattering her with each deep thrust and she lifted her hips to meet him with hers, drawing him so deep that their hips met.
Gasping out a harsh breath, Lucas seized her hips and pinned them to the bed. Gone was her tender seducer, replaced by a primal beast that sent an unending surge of pleasure radiating through her body
Passionate cries left her mouth as he gripped under one of her knees and used it as leverage to drag her into him. she could feel his gaze on her skin and when she opened her eyes, found him hungrily devouring her face, following a path from passion-glazed irises to her glistening, kiss-swollen lips.
Lost in the consuming passion of bodies, Maisie felt the controlled force of his movements within her, felt the muscles of his abdomen clench with each gratifying thrust and reveled in the intoxicating friction between their joined bodies.
Her mind and body merged as a throbbing pressure in her middle caused her intimate muscles to clench around him—and then her reality shattered into thousands of multi-colored shards that exploded behind her closed eyelids.
Lucas’s roar had her body arching against him, as she soared through the all-consuming sensation of his body inside her, him filling her and his warmth all round her.
She did not know how long it took for her to come back to the present, to the feel of the soft sheets under her, or the heat still swirling under her skin. Her head felt light and her body as ladened as stone, but what she did feel, was Lucas’s kiss on her cheek before he lifted from the bed. The next thing she felt was a damp cloth between her legs as he cleaned the lingering remnants of her broken maidenhead from her inner thighs.
He kissed her inner knee, then did away with the cloth in favor of sinking back to her side and wrapping her up into his arms. Lucas stroked her back and shoulders as she rested her head right over his heart and drifted off to sleep.
